On wings
On wings my thoughts carry me far away,
Away over cities, lakes to an alternate place.
I try, what I saw and heard, to remember,
Remember their faces, retrieve their words.
As guest I was received, cared for and asked,
Asked, if I am alright, my lateness deplored.
Faintly I dreamt, I've been invited long ago,
Ago to listen to their high and airy songs.
Here under the roofs, I've to forget them, back, -
Back, where stones dilapidate and lights deceive.